Published: January 1, 2025
Hearing these words, everyone present was taken aback. The words of the War King Saint Master were indeed very reasonable. In the Void Tidal Sea, the thing everyone trusted the least was promises; promises were easily broken by others.
In fact, even if the War King Saint Master truly made a promise to everyone, they would still doubt it and not really believe it.
"I believe everyone understands my point. However, here, I can still give everyone a promise. If you can work together to break the restrictions within, I will certainly not stop you from entering this secret realm. The treasures inside are for everyone to take as needed, and whether you can obtain them depends on your own abilities."
The War King Saint Master swept his gaze over the crowd and said.
The Blade King Mu Zhifeng, who had been standing silently by the side, also nodded at this moment.
"War King Saint Master, you are the head of the War King Sect, and we naturally trust your promise. But as you mentioned, there are still forces like the Void Eighteen Thieves here. Just based on your word, how can we not have any reservations?"
A floating voice rang out again.
"Hmph."
Not far away, among the Void Thieves, a burly man with a scarred face and a fierce expression suddenly sneered, his eyes shooting toward a middle-aged man in the crowd. His bloodthirsty and cold gaze fixed on him as he coldly laughed, "If this friend does not trust us, then you may leave. We will not force you."
Among the crowd, the middle-aged man who was being stared at by the Void Thief's gaze changed his expression slightly and looked rather ugly.
However, he was rather straightforward. Seeing that his whereabouts had been exposed, he simply no longer hid and stepped forward, clasping his fists, "Please forgive me, I only mentioned that to seek a bit more assurance."
"A bit more assurance? I would like a bit more assurance as well. Do you think we should promise that when the restrictions are broken, we will hand over the treasures without taking a single cent and let you take them away?
I think you are dreaming. If you don't trust us, you can roll now. If you do, stay behind. When the restrictions are broken, all will rely on their own abilities."
The burly man scoffed.
"You..." The middle-aged man's face turned ashen.
"What do you mean by 'what'? Just one word, will you roll or not?"
The burly man displayed a fierce demeanor and scanned everyone present. "And to all present, if you have any objections and do not wish to participate, leave immediately. We will not pursue it. But if you work but do not contribute and then whine later, do not blame us, the Void Eighteen Thieves, for being unmerciful. If you lack this little courage and are daydreaming, it’s no wonder you’re still useless till now."
The middle-aged man's face looked as dark as the bottom of a pot, fluctuating between anger and fear.
"It seems you are not leaving?
So, I take it you have no objections?"
Seeing that the middle-aged man did not leave, the burly man said with a cold smile.
"Please forgive me. I spoke out of turn. Since the War King Saint Master and everyone have assured us, we naturally trust you."
In this situation, they couldn't confront the major forces like the War King Sect. They had no other choice, and leaving was absolutely out of the question. It was hard to come here and have such an opportunity; how could they just leave?
Thus, after assessing the situation, the middle-aged man quickly chose to yield.
Seemingly already knowing the middle-aged man's behavior, the War King Saint Master smiled slightly, "Since everyone has no doubts, I ask that you follow my commands and work together to break the restrictions. I must remind everyone that when breaking the restrictions, I hope you can cooperate and follow orders. If anyone acts recklessly or harbors selfish motives, do not blame me for being ruthless."
Everyone agreed, not daring to refuse.
"Good, time is of the essence. Let’s get ready to move."
After the War King Saint Master finished speaking, he looked towards a strange-looking expert beside him, whose ears resembled bat wings.